[ I WILL ]
(Spring from “The Four Seasons” by Antonio Vivaldi 1678 - 1741)
Oh love is it naive?
To simply believe that it can last a lifetime
I'm not completely convinced that it makes perfect sense
To expect forever
Monday we break up
Then tuesday we're making up
By wednesday I'm convinced that I will marry
Thursday my doubts are sunk
But friday I'm getting drunk
It's Saturday and I can't wait cause I will marry you
Behind the champagne on ice, the roses in white
It's just a simple promise of "I do"
For better or worse
You will come first
For now and always
Monday we break up
Then tuesday we're making up
By wednesday I'm convinced that I will marry
Thursday my doubts are sunk
But friday I'm getting drunk
It's Saturday and I can't wait cause I will marry you
I know you know
Oh Love you give and you take
In one big leap of faith and there is nothing sacred
If we break hearts and break vows
If we loose what we've found
I'm still with you
Monday we break up
Then tuesday we're making up
By wednesday I'm convinced that I will marry
Thursday my doubts are sunk
But friday I'm getting drunk
It's Saturday and I can't wait cause I will marry you
Thursday my doubts are sunk
But friday I'm getting drunk
It's Saturday and I can't wait cause I will marry you